Wednesday, April 28 & Thursday, April 29

About this site:In 1993, I spent the year writing in a blank datebook from 1954. Now, in 2010, I'm posting each page on the web and writing about it. You may want to start at the beginning.

Wednesday
Secret writing:

I've been having bad thoughts. Even though I have a girlfriend, other girls are holding my attention. And in other news, my friend Nikki likes me. This isn't a bad thing -- I like her, too. But ther are preoblems -- we both have significant others. for now we're just going to leave it alone.

Bad thoughts indeed. I was such an idiot.

Thursday
I got my prom tuxedo after work on this day -- and got the pants tailored into shorts. That's because I had crashed prom the year before with my friend Jill.

Neither of us had dates junior year, so we were going to go have fun "downtown" (aka, Chicago -- probably Clark & Belmont). On the way, we stopped in Schaumburg at the hotel where prom was so Jill could take a couple photos for the yearbook and give a friend something. She was wearing a dress, so when she got in, she just sort of blended in. I, on the other hand, was in khaki shorts, a chambray shirt, a loud tie (don't ask) and hiking boots, so when I got bored of waiting in the car and went in looking for her, the chaperones figured if I stayed too long they'd be able to find me. What they hadn't counted on was my resourceful friends helping me disappear by lending me a jacket, bow tie, even pants -- a friend's date went to a Catholic school, so he had dress pants in his car (six inches too long, but no matter). So I just looked like I chose a blue shirt with my tux. We managed to stick around the entire prom even though the chaperones/security team were definitely searching for my non-paying ass, and I was even handed a souvenir picture frame as we left.

So yeah, for senior prom I decided to wear shorts to commemorate the achievement. They cost me $40, so I kept them a very long time.

There's some secret writing under that blacked-out box, but I can't quite read it.